Lottie furrowed her brows and once again carefully sized up the girl called Durah in the middle.

She had a pair of beautiful deer eyes, and her whole body was white, clean, and beautiful.

It was the kind of woman that made men think that she was obedient and lovely at first glance.

So, she turned her head and glanced at her reflection from the glass door.

Today, she had come in a hurry. She was only wearing simple jeans and a white T-shirt. She was extremely plain and clean. Compared to Yvonne in a long white dress, she looked very feminine.

Lottie was a little depressed.

Just as she was ashamed of herself, a tall and straight figure came in from outside the building.

The women who had been gossiping around Yvonne instantly quieted down.

The group of people bowed respectfully to the man. "Mr. Gibbons!"

Eddy frowned and nodded lightly. Just as he was about to get into the elevator, he saw the quiet woman holding the lunch box.

The man raised his eyebrows.

Wasn't this Ralph's little wife who had lost her memory?

"She's here to deliver food to Ralph?"

He curled his lips and walked over to her. "You're here to deliver food?"

Lottie didn't have any impression of this man, but she only felt that he looked familiar.

She nodded silently. "Yes."

"Then why are you standing here?"

He glanced at the awkward expression on Lottie's face. "Have you forgotten which office he is in?"

Lottie paused. She was too embarrassed to say that she was listening to Ralph's gossip, so she forgot to go upstairs.

So she nodded silently. "Well, I have a bad memory and forgot."

"It turns out that you will have a bad memory after losing your memory."

The man laughed. "But that's easy."

With this, he waved to the distance. "Yvonne, come here!"

Yvonne, who was surrounded by women, paused for a moment, and then walked over with a smile. Her voice was gentle and pleasant. "Mr. Gibbons, are you looking for me?"

"Yes."

Eddy pointed at Lottie. "She's here to look for Ralph. She doesn't know where Ralph's office is. Take her up."

Yvonne raised her eyes to look at Lottie, then smiled and nodded. "Alright, I happen to be going upstairs to look for Mr. Chapman."

After that, she even reached out her hand intimately, wanting to take the thermos in Lottie's hand.

Lottie frowned and dodged lightly. "I can hold it myself."

Yvonne didn't mind her cold words.

She chuckled and led the way. "Ms., please follow me.copy right hot novel pub